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“The Smile”

He smiles… He has been taught. I smile… I have taught myself. You smile… It is your nature. The other smiles… Within and without at peace. 2/17/16

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“Untitled”

Grief and anger sleep alone In the same small bed Together they make their mark On my pillow and under my tread– Dimming my eye, my taste and tone. How long life is, how short time seems Lived in disguise … Continue reading

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“This Day’s News”

Today the sun of our temple departs And the small-eared one returns. It is strange that I remembered that tall monk As the shorter and younger of the two! After four years he comes to us, aged and thin, But … Continue reading

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“Thanksgiving Day, 2015”

A passer-by comments to the old gardener “It must be hard to do that in this wind.” She, sweeping leaves, replies “The property I care for is even bigger than this- And when I come to the end of it, … Continue reading

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On a Lecture: 11/19

Your Finger Pointing…My Finger Shaking Under the strobing fluorescent lights You labor like an elephant And give birth to a flea. I am tired of giving you “the benefit of the doubt”. I have heard this antic justification before: In … Continue reading

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Seven-Thirty, 9/25/15

Wheeling the trash cans out to the curb A fine Autumn chill with the day’s heat lurking beneath it The wisps of cloud in the clear blue And the wild musk of a skunk from somewhere far off. Motorcycle revving, … Continue reading

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“Nihilism”

If I am not in front of a screen My mind creates a screen. This is the obvious thing, If you consider the thing. Where do you think phenomena Come from? Other phenomena. When the viewer is gone Isn’t the … Continue reading

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“Identity” or, What Bodhidharma Said

there is this thing looking out here I don’t know what it is there are identities all over the place that people love and keep “i am an engineer” they say or “i am the mother of twins” long ago … Continue reading

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“Many Birds”

Flirtations, declarations and disputes Up in the palms and pines, unseen by me– Do more flock to the Zen Center Or to the church? But why bother to count time or birds When the melody sings to itself? 5/23/15

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“Notes on the Diamond Sutra”

Once upon a time there was a diamond That changed into a ham sandwich That turned into a coyote That became a red balloon That changed into a cloud That became a portrait of the Madonna and Child That changed … Continue reading

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